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What does this mean to you?</p><p>He laughed dismissively. I feel alive! he said. In the car I feel alive. In here I feel alive. Everything else is just a means to an end, to these moments.</p><p>Everything? I said, leaning forward provocatively, exposing my carefully-crafted cleavage to him. He exhaled deeply as he blatantly stared down my top, and I felt a fire light itself between my legs as he did that, barely hearing the reactions he had elicited from others. 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